Hua Wuping watched Zhang Ziling kill one imperial cultivator after another in the sky, but his mood gradually calmed down.

Although Zhang Ziling's massacre of the imperial rank this time will cause a great shock to the entire Wanlong Empire and countless forces will be reshuffled, for their Wanhua Palace, they are vested interests!

At present, Zhang Ziling mainly killed the imperial cultivators. The holy cultivators survived. Hua Yin was rescued by Hua invisibly. The holy ranks of Wanhua Palace were all safe and sound, and they lived well in Hongfeng City.

The strength of Wanhua Palace was basically not lost.

Without the support of the imperial rank, other forces will inevitably be in chaos within, and the resources occupied by their sects will not be taken into account.

By then, their Wanhua Sect can completely use this opportunity to quickly expand its territory and strengthen its strength.

Several other Taoist gods hiding in Hongfeng City also had this idea, so they did not take action to stop Zhang Ziling, and they were so happy to watch the show.

"Old ancestor, what do you mean by saying that the Demon Emperor is too confident in his strength?" Hua Yin glanced at Zhang Ziling in the sky, and then asked Hua Wuning.

Hua Wuxing smiled and said, "The Demon Emperor is a Taoist God, there is no doubt about this. Judging from the strength shown by the Demon Emperor, it is only the initial level of the Taoist God. If you want to calculate some trump cards for him, the combat power will be as high as the intermediate level of the Taoist God."

"And what he has now is the relics of Daoji! It is the treasure that even the supreme being like Daoji needs. The Demon Emperor is only at the beginning of the Tao God. Although he is considered a strong man, there are too many people who can kill him in this Great Wilderness Continent and even in Dong Xuanzhou."

"Even if today, we Taoist gods are concerned about each other and are unwilling to attack the Demon Emperor, we will eventually focus on the Demon Emperor."

"When we discuss cooperation at some point in the future, and work together to attack the Demon Emperor, it will be the time when the Demon Emperor dies."

Hua Wuping carried Zhang Ziling with both hands, and no longer cared about Zhang Ziling in his heart.

"The wood is so beautiful that the wind will destroy it. There are relics from Daoji, but they are still so arrogant. The Demon Emperor cannot walk far."

Hearing his ancestor's comment on Zhang Ziling, Hua Yin could not help but nod, and the only worry in his heart dissipated.

While Hua Wuyin was talking to Hua Yin, there were no more than ten imperial ranks alive in the sky above Hongfeng City. A large amount of imperial blood was sprinkled in Hongfeng City, and the rich blood energy was spreading around.

The chains all over the sky have become the life-seeking talisman of the imperial rank.

Many local monks in Hongfeng City encountered those imperial blood. By chance, they absorbed a large amount of blood and energy, and their strength soared.

The entire land of Hongfeng City has become extremely rich in spiritual power, and Hongfeng City seems to have a tendency to become a treasure land!

Putting aside Zhang Ziling's supremeness, the imperial rank is actually a top-level strongman on the Great Wilderness Continent, and even the holy rank can still lie on the side.

After all, Ying Long has been practicing for 100,000 years, but he is only in the imperial rank.

This time, because of Zhang Ziling, Hongfeng City has gathered too many imperial ranks, and almost all of the Ten Thousand Dragon Empire have arrived!

Zhang Ziling once again killed these imperial cultivators. The blood of the imperial cultivators contained a lot of spiritual power. The blood of more than 30 imperial cultivators irrigated the blood of Hongfeng City, which benefited countless monks in Hongfeng City.

Many cultivators have directly improved to a great realm. Some cultivators whose cultivation techniques are similar to those who fallen imperial ranks have even been transformed by the imperial blood, greatly improved, and even inherited some of the abilities of those imperial ranks!

Many monks inexplicably gained great benefits, and for a moment, the Red Maple City kept screaming!

And the disciples under the imperial cultivators all looked at the sky in a daze, with despair on their faces.

They could no longer imagine how far their sect would fall after the fall of their sects?

At this moment, Shangguan Xun, who was beside Yinglong, also absorbed the blood of an imperial cultivator, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into his body. His strength level soared, and he had a faint tendency to break through to the holy level!

When Ying Long saw Shangguan Xun's changes, he also felt a move in his heart. He used his spiritual power to cut open his fingers, squeezed out a drop of golden blood, and sent it into Shangguan Xun's body.

"grown ups?"

Feeling the large amount of spiritual power pouring in from outside, Shangguan Xun suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Ying Long with an incredible face.

"Don't stand there, hurry up and use the exercises and take this opportunity to break through the holy level in one fell swoop." Ying Long said gently to Shangguan Xun.

After being enlightened by Zhang Ziling, Ying Long also understood what he should do. He no longer expected that he could live in peace on behalf of the demon clan and the human clan.

What he wants now is just a good start with Hongfeng City.

Shangguan Xun is the Lord of Red Maple City. When he becomes stronger, his status in the human race will also be improved accordingly, which also has certain benefits for the dragon.

Shangguan Xun looked grateful and did not dare to waste time. He let his spiritual power go away. He quickly closed his eyes and used his skills to break through with all his strength.

With a large amount of blood from the emperor-level powerful men, coupled with Ying Long's essence and blood, it was not too difficult for Shangguan Xun to break through to the holy level this time.

Soon, Zhang Ziling killed the last emperor-level monk in the sky, and the strong smell of blood had reached the point of piercing the ears and noses.

However, the monks in Hongfeng City didn't care about this at all, and they crazyly absorbed the blood and energy in the air to enhance their own strength.

"this……"

Hua Yin stared at the corpses of the imperial-level powerful men on the ground in a daze. Although she was protected by the ancestor next to her, she still felt boundless shock!

There are more than thirty imperial cultivators who come to Hongfeng City this time!

But now, except for her, there are two other imperial ranks protected by the Taoist god and survived the disaster, all the other imperial ranks died suddenly!

In the past 100,000 years... such a tragedy has not happened in the Wanlong Empire!

"Haha! That guy in the imperial palace is probably going to get angry. The empire has lost so many imperial-level powerful people, and the Great Martial Holy Kingdom will definitely not miss this opportunity for the Wanlong Empire to be empty, and it will definitely launch a large-scale attack!"

Hua Wuping said this, but there was no trace of worry in her eyes.

Even if the Dawu Holy Kingdom attacks, it will bring disaster to countless forces, but it will not have any impact on him. Even their Wanhua Palace can take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune!

Wanhua Palace is one of the top sects in the Wanlong Empire. It has the Dao God in charge, and even the Wanlong Empire cannot take care of the territory of Wanhua Palace. Even if the Dawu Holy Kingdom attacks in, it will not be stupid enough to cause trouble for Wanhua Palace.

In wars between two empires, one more Taoist god can often determine the direction of victory in the war.

The other Taoist gods in the dark were also gloating and had no intention of worrying about the Wanlong Empire.

They entered the realm of Taoist God and were almost invincible in the world. They didn't care about anything other than the sects they passed on to improve their own strength!

Almost all the imperial ranks were solved, Zhang Ziling stood alone in the void, looking calmly at the Red Maple City below, with no slight wavy eyes.

It was as if some insects were killed.

At this time, Xiaohun came out from somewhere, sat on Zhang Ziling's shoulder, shook his snow-white feet, and his watery eyes scanned the lower part, and asked Zhang Ziling: "Dad, there are still a few Taoist gods below, won't you solve them together?"

"You can kill one or two, but there is no need..."

Zhang Ziling chuckled, his eyes fell on Hua Wuning's body, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"It's not good that I've shown that my strength is too strong. If they don't seek death, just let them go back."

“After all, I still need them to confirm my record and then make me… ‘famous’.”
Chapter completed!